New Model
New ModelByRicky ValeKatie's hands were shaking, and, to her embarrassment, she was beginning to sweat despite the chilly room. A couple weeks ago she had run into money trouble, and now she was sitting on a cold leather couch about to interview for nude modeling. Ricky, the agent, (thats what he called himself), spoke like a used car salesman, his tongue as slick as a snake's. The man was grossly overweight, with thick, knobby hands and a round belly. The way his eyes lingered on Katie's...